Rich but not rich, Tang Wan naturally couldn't hear his thoughts and thought he was joking. He also smiled and said: "Do you understand betting on stones? I don't understand."
Chen Yang smiled slightly, raised his head and chest, and uttered two words:
"I understand!"
Logan's expression changed.
Chen Yang rarely adopts this attitude or uses this catchphrase recently.
To understand a little means to understand a lot.
Tang Wan had already established a connection between the two in her heart.
"Okay, let's go to the United Stone Betting Club together then."
"Let me see if you really understand."
Chen Yang naturally agreed.
He really understands, and not just in an ordinary way.
When he was a child in the Chen family in Beijing, under the training of Chen Yan, with the help of Chen Fu, and with the help of the huge resources of the Chen family, Chen Yang learned all kinds of things and made achievements in many fields.
But only Chen Yang himself knows that he does not have transcendent talents in every field.
At least, he was certain that when it came to stones, his talent overwhelmed his expertise in other fields.
It was only after he began to study systematically that Chen Yang discovered that he had an extremely special and keen sense for stones since he was a child.
The feeling is indescribable. If you want to compare it horizontally, it is roughly equivalent to a newborn baby. As long as someone puts it in the mother's arms with the head on the chest, it will naturally feed.
What is talent? This is talent.
When it comes to matters related to stones, Chen Yang has the instinctive talent of a baby sucking milk.
From beginning to end, only he knew about this matter.
When young Chen Yang discovered this, he had grown up and understood what a city was.
Therefore, no one else knew about this matter. It was hidden among Chen Yang's long list of good things and never attracted attention at all.
After talking about the stone gambling, Logan went to check the latest accounts with Lao Fangpan to prevent anyone from messing around, spending money, etc.
When Chen Yang sat boredly on a Ming Dynasty-style solid wood chair and took out the Chen Family Secret Code to continue studying, something was happening on the street...
"How dare you, a piece of trash like a dog, hit my Ferrari?"
Yang Taidi kicked a delivery boy, who was completely pressed against the electric scooter, and the soup and water from the insulator were all over him. He looked extremely embarrassed, and the people around him were secretly laughing.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it!"
"How much...I...I'll pay!"
The delivery boy's name was Zhu Haoqing. He gritted his teeth. In order to support his living expenses, he had been working as a part-time delivery person for a long time. He finally saved enough money, but something like this happened today.
"You compensate?"
"Look clearly, this is a Ferrari!"
"How can you, a stinky takeout delivery guy, afford the compensation?"
"Even if it's a car tire, you can't afford it if you deliver food for a year!"
Yang Taidi crossed his arms and sarcastically said, in his eyes, Zhu Haoqing is just a pig for him to vent his anger wantonly!
Low-class people will always be low-class people, how can they stand shoulder to shoulder with social elites like myself? I still have to pay compensation, bah!
"Now I'll give you a chance. Call someone to come over and make compensation. It'll cost you over a hundred thousand at least!"